3 Real Girls Reveal What College Is Really Like
Let's come clean, Candy Girls. When we were still in high school, we've been really excited about being in college. Of course, it's known to be a phase of life where we get a first taste at being independent and in control of our lives. We get to plan our path of study, our schedules, and even what we do when we're not busy with school work.
But if you think that that's all there is to college, that's where you're wrong. Because along with the fun side of this wonderful phase of our lives, there's also a painful side to it. This week, our Candy Girls tell us what college is really like for them in the essays they submitted on our Candy Feels page. Read their thoughts below:
Little Miss Endless Dreamer: When a College Girl Misses Her Home
I miss my room. I know it sounds silly, but it's true. I really, really miss my room.ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
Before I was so ecstatic to move out of our house. I wanted to be independent. I wanted to have a fresh start on my life, and most of all, I could do everything I want—no one could tell me what to do. Though the months were long before I moved out and moved in to my dorm, I already imagined myself living the exciting dorm life just like what they show on movies and TV shows. I was also thrilled about the freedom I was about to experience.
Though the months were long before I moved out and moved in to my dorm, I already imagined myself living the exciting dorm life just like what they show on movies and TV shows. I was also thrilled about the freedom I was about to experience.
But the moment I stepped foot in my dorm, I instantly wanted to run back home. A few weeks before moving in, I felt a queasy feeling in my stomach while packing and preparing. I ignored it but as the days passed by and got nearer to my moving day, I got very sentimental about leaving the place I call home. My new home is foreign to me and before I knew it, I was already longing for the comforts of my home—my family, our pet, our living room, our garden, and my room.
Micah Laborte: Why You Should Choose Your College Course Wisely
I was just in the second semester of my first year in college when I first experienced a failing grade. I told myself that it's okay but deep inside, I know something was already wrong. But I pushed myself harder. As every semester went by, I experienced numerous failing grades and all I knew was that I wasn't happy anymore. I was never happy with my decision from the very beginning, honestly. Being called an engineer might be music to the ears of other people, but that's not something I completely want. I would cry each night asking myself why I wasn't good enough? Why am I not smart enough? I was trying so hard to the point that I made a wrong move, passing the subjects through cheating.
As every semester went by, I experienced numerous failing grades and all I knew was that I wasn't happy anymore. I was never happy with my decision from the very beginning, honestly.ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
I slowly came to a realization that my life is not the only thing at stake here. Sure, I might get through it but knowing that I'm not completely passionate with what I am doing, the life of my future clients will also be at stake. As I was getting older, I got to know myself better. I started finding out what I really want. I wanted to become a lawyer. So I was already in my third year when I decided to shift to another program as my pre-law course, Legal Management.
Sometimes, I would ask myself why I tried to rush things? Why didn't I choose the right thing at first? If only I knew, I shouldn't have wasted money, time, and effort in Engineering. But of course, every decision has its positive side. I'm still grateful for the memories and friends I've made throughout my stay.
TSSYTS BTS: College Is a Place for Superheroes
I was an achiever in high school but when I got into college, I struggled. I never had a study habit and a simple long exam seemed to be strenuous for me. It was not because I was dull or incompetent, I simply had no energy to do things. I felt weak and incompetent to achieve great things for myself.
I was an achiever in high school but when I got into college, I struggled.
My fears intensified when I got low scores in my Physics class. I was not an avid fan of numbers, let alone signs with corresponding values. Somehow, in the crevices of my mind, I almost wanted to give up. I almost doubted my chosen course, thinking I did not belong in it. But deep inside, I knew I can do things beyond my comprehension. I knew I had it in me to excel, yet I found myself squirming whenever I encounter even a small rift. I was not eqquiped for the extremes. Or so I thought.
I contained myself in my mind. I defined myself through my failures but, deep down, I know I was more than that. I studied hard and sacrificed my time for leisure to study. I set my priorities straight. I realized then that it was not me unable to excel and soar with flying colors just like the others; it was just my thoughts, my fears, and my lack of motivation.
Tell us your stories, too, Candy Girls. We want to hear what you have to say about life, college, politics, and feminism! You can send us you submissions via Candy Feels.